tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34982114431472098292024-02-20T07:16:32.878-08:00My favorite color is clear....A very random blog involving arts, crafts and anything else that pops into my head...^_~Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.comBlogger239125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5191605456924363302022-01-19T09:20:00.001-08:002022-01-19T09:20:15.809-08:00Think I finally know the difference between hiding between living...<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"> The year is 2022. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">I have not written in this blog in over 7 years. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Lets have a life update shall we. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">I have been married for almost 4 years now to my husband, Peter, we got married in 2018 after being with each other for 6 years. We honeymooned in New Orleans and we enjoy visiting Montreal any chance we can get. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_Hnz-BgKV-0UJiTvfroWEULZrQbDBvt5JirLK28TQxrHA7l7l2AW2BrvxLi6_NEHms8aeZUHwrItNyliU57WxxMa2yWsv0ONYApJmAY7zDW3pkUumd0LZT3WQyU4bmXYmVhMA-Qrn6l3h-sb4qM2X6Y-kqctXPYkI4h3Rl3yxHln4yJv2Be0jE512=s3600" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2400" data-original-width="3600" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_Hnz-BgKV-0UJiTvfroWEULZrQbDBvt5JirLK28TQxrHA7l7l2AW2BrvxLi6_NEHms8aeZUHwrItNyliU57WxxMa2yWsv0ONYApJmAY7zDW3pkUumd0LZT3WQyU4bmXYmVhMA-Qrn6l3h-sb4qM2X6Y-kqctXPYkI4h3Rl3yxHln4yJv2Be0jE512=w306-h204" width="306" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">In May of 2019 we adopted a little Holland lop bunny we named Evee. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmuD3QATaJBolAzQLRidJ6pt4XuwGP93iFoaqN9lWU3hv2V8hPIL55R1VtB_MtNh64DEcTTwo6H37qKL_jwVVUrx-8PPXuFV8SULE9AEsLC1O6w1TiOrhIcnyNSyT2EUXs_7MDYEkw6ciYOOtnA_pAO3hb7KFQLjHJZhkbc6Gk0hqEr5CO_2ekF4Gh=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">This is my first time writing here in a little over 8 months. Its strange you can do something so constant for so long and then one day you stop. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">You just stop. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I found my one great love, I started a new job and tried a lot of new things. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I have barely had time to remember my name.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Today I made a decision to quit my job, I had grown to hate it and hate the person it made me.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Bitter, Angry, Depressed and massively unhappy with myself.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I was lashing out at the people I love so much and they could see a change in me.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I was miserable.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I have never quit a job before, that's not the type of person I am but here I am.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">A testament to how unhappy it made me.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I don't think its fully hit me that I have escaped. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Tomorrow is my last day there and I think when I leave, a sense of joy will wash over me.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Today I was listening to a song by The Paper Kites called "<i>Halcyon</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I knew the song was based on a Greek myth so I googled it and this is what I found...</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">The ancient Greek <b>myth of Halcyon</b> is a tender story of love and commitment, which explains the Halcyon sunny days of calm seas and winds. The<b> Halcyon days</b> or <b>Alkionides Meres</b>, as Greeks call them, appear in mid January every year.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><i>Halcyon: </i><span class="st">calm; peaceful; tranquil</span>.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">The phrase <i>Halcyon days </i>today also signifies prosperity, joy, liberation and, of course, tranquility.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"> <span style="color: #d5a6bd;">This year Halcyon days started on the 20th of January and it continues for a seven days. <br /><br />I think there is a beautiful irony that I should decide to liberate myself from this job at this time. <br /><br />I think the universe pushed me to take the step I was hesitant to take. </span></span></span></div>
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Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-66213488335511941992013-05-10T11:35:00.002-07:002013-05-10T11:36:45.492-07:00Let's forget who, forget what, forget where<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #134f5c;">Struggling...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">I'm having a hard time lately.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">I'm in a really weird place in my life right now, I look around and I see people my age or younger and they have their shit together and here I am just floating around aimlessly.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">Why is it so hard to figure out what I want. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c;">I want to do so many things... </span></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e;">I have finally found my other half, Isn't everything else supposed to fall into place?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Maybe I'm too much of an Idealist.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;">Right now I'm kind<span style="font-size: small;"> of in love with this song by:</span> of Montreal</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Wraith Pinned to the Mist </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #76a5af;">Maybe I'll never die, I'll just keep growing younger with you, and you'll grow younger, too.<br />
Now it seems too lovely to be true, but I know the best things always do.<br />
Let's pretend we don't exist, let's pretend we're in Antarctica.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9;">I like the whimsy of the song. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9;">I think that is what my life is missing...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Whimsy, I am so overwhelmed with reality sometimes.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9;">I think its going to be that way until I figure out my life. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"> Lets hope it doesn't take me too much longer.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #d0e0e3;">*Side note* Ombre post and I'm thinking of doing something new with my hair</span></div>
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Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-85897273731849089162013-04-10T20:54:00.002-07:002013-04-10T20:54:25.925-07:00Life as I know it...<div style="text-align: center;">
So the weather is finally turning around, it feels like spring is finally here, I love it. </div>
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I want to be outside like all day long.</div>
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Unrealistic but whatever.</div>
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I have been uber lazy about getting ready for the color run and I need to get myself into gear.</div>
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I need a really big kick in the butt..</div>
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anyhoo...</div>
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Pete and I are closing in on the one year mark, July 13th. </div>
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It seriously feels like time is flying by.</div>
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I'm really excited because I have a bunch of concerts comming up and I cant wait!!</div>
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Say anything</div>
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Fall Out Boy</div>
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Jacks Mannequin <br />woop woop!</div>
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Sooo Amped</div>
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More updates soon!!</div>
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^_^</div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-51494689858799741322013-03-05T07:21:00.000-08:002013-03-05T07:21:15.286-08:00Color Run!!<div style="text-align: center;">
So recently, I have signed up for a...</div>
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...<span style="color: #a64d79;">C</span><span style="color: #674ea7;"></span><span style="color: #674ea7;">o</span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">l</span><span style="color: #45818e;">o</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;">r</span> <span style="color: #f1c232;">r</span><span style="color: #e69138;">u</span><span style="color: #cc0000;">n</span>!!</div>
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I'm so excited, I've wanted to do one for a while and the opportunity presented itself, </div>
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so I was all like "let's do this thing!" </div>
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I got a new pair of running shoes and now it's all about getting myself prepped and ready for this 5K!</div>
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(which I discovered is 3.1 miles)</div>
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I even found this little training regiment </div>
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I'm not really a runner but I'm looking forward to rising to the challenge. </div>
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Who knows maybe running is my thing? </div>
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I have until September to get ready, plenty of time right? </div>
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(Hope so *fingers crossed*)</div>
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by the end of the race I hope to look something like this... </div>
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Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-78872387962335636902013-02-27T10:51:00.002-08:002013-02-27T10:51:50.370-08:00My mind is open wide, Now I'm Ready to Start....<div style="text-align: center;">
So many things are going on in my life right now</div>
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and at the same time not a lot is going on.</div>
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Recently I bought Krav Maga classes, </div>
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I still haven't registered for them yet, </div>
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I'll probably do that sometime this week, i'm really excited for them.</div>
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Also I saw a Livingsocial deal this week for Stunt training classes,</div>
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I'm considering signing up for these as well.</div>
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I feel like being adventurous lately.</div>
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I want to take advantage of every moment life has to offer me.</div>
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I'm just stressed right now.</div>
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and I think im coming down with a cold,</div>
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I'm like all achy and my eyes hurt and I've been running fever.. </div>
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but the weird thing is I haven't felt the typical sick.</div>
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Starting to realize this post isnt really about anything in particular, I just felt like I had to write.</div>
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*Side note* I want to see The Host.</div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-11254453885084494772013-02-20T22:50:00.001-08:002013-02-20T23:04:46.319-08:00Can I make it better.. With the lights turned offI give so much of myself with everything I do and lately I feel like I get get little to no return and that doesn't mean that I expect something in return but It does makes me feel sad and unappreciated. <br />
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maybe I'm just taking things too personally or maybe I should pull back and not give so much. <br />
What do I do?<br />
<br />
I'm scared of being taken advantage of and I'm scared of playing things to close to my chest. <br />
I'm walking a very fine line. <br />
I hate this feeling, like something's sitting on my chest and it hurts to breathe. <br />
<br />
I think this will be a struggle that will plague me the rest of my life, finding the right amount I invest myself into something. Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-31038086571072140022013-02-05T08:07:00.000-08:002013-02-05T08:07:00.793-08:00Crafty like a fox...<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
I've been crafting like crazy lately...</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
I love it!</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
Making things with my hands is so therapeutic for me.</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
List of things I've made over the past few months...</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
1. Coasters</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
2. Crochet crowns</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
3. Scarfs</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
4. Drawings</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
5. Gloves</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
...and there is more in the works.</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
I'm making decisions on things I want to put in my Etsy shop, I know for sure that I want to include the Crochet Crowns and I'm going to start making prints of my drawings. </div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
Also I'm feeling writey</div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
So I feel some stories coming along as well as perhaps the conclusions of books I may have started. </div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
Who knows? </div>
<div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-10050370430659524442013-02-04T07:53:00.001-08:002013-02-04T07:53:20.482-08:00I'm not their hero but that doesn't mean that I wasn't brave<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
Im in love love love with Tegan and Sara's new album, </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
its fun, </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
amazing lyrically </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
and makes me want to dance.</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
Who could ask for more?</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
My favorite song for the album right now is... </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
(Drum roll)</div>
<div style="color: #ea9999; text-align: center;">
"I'm not your Hero"</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
The song just speaks to me. </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I feel like it relates all the things I went though last year. </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I feel like I started the year like the begining of the song </div>
<div style="color: #ea9999; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999;">"Standing where I am now, standing up at all</span><br style="color: #ea9999;" /><span style="color: #ea9999;">
I was used to feeling like I was never gonna see myself at the finish line</span><br style="color: #ea9999;" /><span style="color: #ea9999;">
Hanging on to parts of me, hanging on at all</span><br style="color: #ea9999;" /><span style="color: #ea9999;">
I was used to seeing no future in my sight line"</span></div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I've come so far from where I was last January, </div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I was feeling sad and I was questioning a lot of the things and people around me.</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I was really struggling and somewhere in the following months I decided that I needed to change my way of thinking and start looking towards the positive side of life.</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
This is where the second part of the song comes into play</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="color: #ea9999; text-align: center;">
"Feeling like I am now lighting up the hall<br />
I was used to standing in the shadow of a damaged heart<br />
Learning all I know now, losing all I did<br />
I never used to feel like I'd be standing so far ahead"</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I am so ridiculously happy.</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I found someone that completely understands me and loves me no matter what.</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
I have been given the greatest gift.</div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">
*Side Note* I want pizza...</div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-47952510338715283912013-01-31T21:17:00.000-08:002013-02-01T21:20:02.187-08:00I'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I can't believe it's already the end of January, it went by so fast. </div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I think that is because its been so busy lately.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
Lets do a mini recap... </div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
At the end of December was my Birthday and I turned 26, on the 22nd my cousin turned 27 and on the 26th my Boyfriend turned 28, between all of that I have been working at 2 jobs and trying to maintain a poor excuse for a social life.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I wanted to create a list of some goals I want to accomplish for 2013</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
So here I go!</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
1. Enroll in Art classes</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
2. Get a new and exciting job that I enjoy</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
3. Go swimming on a regular basis</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
4. Finish my Nanowrimo, before the next Nanowrimo starts.</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
5. Take Circus classes</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
6. Read more then 25 books</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
7. Travel to 2 places I've never been before</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
8. Get my Etsy up and running and productive.</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
9. Have an adventure</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
10. Take more chances</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
11. Go to more Concerts</div>
<div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;">
12. Blog more</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
Lately I find myself wanting to really give my Esty store a chance, </div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I feel like I haven't been putting as much effort as I should into it. </div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
Its hard for me...</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I work so hard on something that I think people will really dig </div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
and then it sits in my shop forever and never sells.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I get really discouraged when that happens.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
But I think its time for some change.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
In the next few weeks I plan on revamping some things.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I am working on a new shop logo, new store policies and thinking of fun and new items to stock in my shop.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I'm also going to invest in advertizing and create some coupon codes.</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
I want to see a profit for a change...</div>
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;">
<br />
I'm looking forward to the new year.</div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-42635936967326194122012-12-31T13:27:00.000-08:002013-01-10T14:12:35.418-08:00Twenty six<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #c27ba0;"><b>In My Mind</b></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #c27ba0;"><b> </b> <span style="font-size: x-small;">By Amanda Palmer</span></span><br />
<br />
</div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;">In my mind<br />
In a future five years from now<br />
I'm one hundred and twenty pounds<br />
And I never get hung over<br />
Because I will be the picture of discipline<br />
Never minding what state I'm in<br />
And I will be someone I admire<br />
And it's funny how I imagined<br />
That I would be that person now<br />
But it does not seem to have happened<br />
Maybe I've just forgotten how to see<br />
That I am not exactly the person that I thought I'd be<br />
<br />
And in my mind<br />
In the faraway here and now<br />
I've become in control somehow<br />
And I never lose my wallet<br />
Because I will be the picture of of discipline<br />
Never fucking up anything<br />
And I'll be a good defensive driver<br />
And it's funny how I imagined<br />
That I would be that person now<br />
But it does not seem to have happened<br />
Maybe I've just forgotten how to see<br />
That I'll never be the person that I thought I'd be<br />
<br />
And in my mind<br />
When I'm old I am beautiful<br />
Planting tulips and vegetables<br />
Which I will mindfully watch over<br />
Not like me now<br />
I'm so busy with everything<br />
That I don't look at anything<br />
But I'm sure I'll look when I am older<br />
And it's funny how I imagined<br />
That I could be that person now<br />
But that's not what I want<br />
But that's what I wanted<br />
And I'd be giving up somehow<br />
How strange to see<br />
That I don't wanna be the person that I want to be<br />
<br />
And in my mind<br />
I imagine so many things<br />
Things that aren't really happening<br />
And when they put me in the ground<br />
I'll start pounding the lid<br />
Saying I haven't finished yet<br />
I still have a tattoo to get<br />
That says I'm living in the moment<br />
And it's funny how I imagined<br />
That I could win this, win this fight<br />
But maybe it isn't all that funny<br />
That I've been fighting all my life<br />
But maybe I have to think it's funny<br />
If I wanna live before I die<br />
And maybe it's funniest of all<br />
To think I'll die before I actually see<br />
That I am exactly the person that I want to be<br />
<br />
Fuck yes<br />
I am exactly the person that I want to be
</span></div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-36057824469579666742012-12-29T13:15:00.000-08:002013-01-10T13:16:55.178-08:00Books make great gifts because they have whole worlds inside of them...<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Books how I love them, they are warm and welcoming, adventurous, exciting, sad, scary and can sometimes lead you to the edge of your seat.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">They are better then movies and keeps the monotony of everyday life at bay.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">MY mother always stressed the importance of reading books.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">I used to love our trips to the library, </span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">I still remember when I received my very own library card,</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">it was a very big deal.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">To quote my favorite author:</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6;">“Don't ever apologize to an author for buying something in paperback,
or taking it out from a library (that's what they're there for. Use your
library). Don't apologize to this author for buying books second hand,
or getting them from book crossing or borrowing a friend's copy. What's
important to me is that people read the books and enjoy them, and that,
at some point in there, the book was bought by someone. And that people
who like things, tell other people. The most important thing is that
people read... ”
<br /> ―
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1221698.Neil_Gaiman">Neil Gaiman</a></span> <br />
<br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Always an inspiration to me.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"> I try and read as much as possible, there are times when I am almost inhaling books.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">For me reading is not only an escape from reality, it is also a release.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">I get to go on great adventures, </span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">fight wars and feel emotional events through the eyes of a heroine or hero.</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">I can go on and on about my love of books but I will stop here...</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Anyhoo, here is a list of books that I read in 2012.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Although this is not a list of everything I have read, as of late I have been reading books written by independent authors from a great website called "Wattpad" which is also available as an app.)</span></span><br />
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<a href="http://grabilla.com/0310a-413fbdc9-6a3d-4ae1-8f22-2410796594a9.html" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Captured with Grabilla" src="http://grabilla.com/0310a-413fbdc9-6a3d-4ae1-8f22-2410796594a9.png" /></a></div>
<br /></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"> I am hoping that next year I will read a lot more then this... well that's the goal anyway...</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">*SideNote* Go to your local library and take out a book!!</span></div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-88662730878621095132012-11-08T10:29:00.001-08:002012-11-08T10:30:39.351-08:00My Bucket List<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
A list of goals to be completed before my end.</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
I will update and re-post this as I accomplish or add goals.</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
1. Fly a plane</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<strike>2. Finish a crocheted blanket</strike></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
3. Watch baby sea turtles hatch and return to sea.</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
4. Learn a language fluently</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
5. Be on Cash Cab</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
6. Travel the world</div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>London</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Paris</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Italy</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Ireland</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Hungry</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Greece</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Germany</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Czech Republic</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Dominican Republic</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Austria</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike><span class="st">Slovakia</span></strike> </span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"> India </span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Japan</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Australia</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Lebanon</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"> Amsterdam</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Russia</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">New Zealand </span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Canada</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Spain</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Mexico</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Romania</span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Denmark</span></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">To be Continued...</span></span></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
7. Meet Neil Gaiman</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
8. Finish my book<br />
9. Get my book Published</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<strike>10. Go kayaking</strike></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
11. Go to a tropical beach and spend the day listening to my ipod</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
12. Be on the news</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
13.Learn Chinese Silks</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<strike>14.Get a song shop song by Max Bemis</strike></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
15. See Death Cab for Cutie Live</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
16. Learn to ride a Vespa </div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
17. Ride a wave via surfing</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
18. Learn to Snowboard </div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
19. Row a boat in central park </div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
20. Go to Loch Ness and See Loch Ness monster</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
21. Learn to breathe fire</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
22. Adopt a dog</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
23. Watch a flash mob in person</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
24. Ride an Elephant</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
25. Learn the art of Blowing glass</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
<strike>26.Start my own Etsy store and sell my art work</strike></div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
27. Live in Puerto Rico for a year</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
28. See The Killers Live</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
29. Buy a Vespa</div>
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">
30. Visit every state in the USA</div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>New York</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Florida</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>New Jersey</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Pennsylvania</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Georgia</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Connecticut</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Nevada</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Wyoming</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>South Dakota</strike></span></div>
<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Montana</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Idaho</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Utah </strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Illinois</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Virgina</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>North Carolina </strike></span></div>
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31. Visit Harry Potter world.</div>
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32. Ride a horse</div>
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33. Touch or swim with a whale</div>
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34. See the Northern lights</div>
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35. Join the Circus</div>
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36. Fly on a trapeze<br />
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To be Continued and Updated...</div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-62856143539676276372012-11-01T09:06:00.000-07:002012-11-08T10:32:40.300-08:00I'm caught up in this moment, caught up in your smile...<div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;">
So many thing are changing this year...</div>
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I love it.</div>
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I felt for so long that I was at a standstill with myself. </div>
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I was at a cross road making no decisions just sitting there wavering back and forth about my future.</div>
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For the first time I feel like I'm making progress.</div>
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Recently I was watching a video posted by John Green, the author of "Looking for Alaska" and "Paper Towns". I adore this man, he is seriously such an inspiration.</div>
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In the video he answers a question "How do I figure out what to do with my life", this is a question I have been struggling with my entire life, I never wanted to close doors for myself so I had a hard time making decisions. John Green attacks the question by disagreeing with it and he's right.</div>
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We approach life as the end all be all, we decide our career path and then we meet a person that we want to share life with, we procreate and die. This ideal is so bland. Don't get me wrong I want to do some of that but I also want to do so much more. I want to take advantage of life to the fullest and live, truly Live.</div>
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I require sustenance in the form of knowledge and life experiences.</div>
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Earlier this year I made a conscience decision to change the way I approached life and since making that decision, my life has changed for the better and I only see things getting better. </div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;">*Side note* Love life the way you love yourself. </span></div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-41482675742242782042012-10-07T22:21:00.001-07:002012-11-08T09:09:28.205-08:00Happiness hit her like a train on a track...I've been pretty silent on here lately and I'm going to try and change that.<br />
( have I said this before?) <br />
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So here is an update on the going ons..... I've been making progress with continuing my last nanowrimo, I feel like my writing is at an evolutionary point, my dialogue is getting a lot better and the descriptions of locations in my book seem real. I'm very happy with the way it's coming out, my goal for this year is to finish one of my nanowrimo's and I really feel like its becoming a possibility. I'm excited to see how the story is going to come out, I wonder if you can see my improvement by reading it? <br />
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Hmmm... Guess we shall see.. In other news...<br />
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I'm ridiculously happy, feeling positive and looking forward to the future. <br />
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In about a weeks time I will be heading to the Dominican Republic to witness 2 of my best friends take a huge step towards their future together. I am so happy for them and honored to share that moment with them.Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7445276784938799902012-08-30T00:10:00.001-07:002012-11-08T09:07:34.478-08:00You're in my body... That's where I think about you<div style="text-align: center;">
Over a month ago I met a boy...</div>
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He makes me feel cherished, special, treasured and adored.</div>
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I feel like anything is possible with him. I'm not worried about feeling strange or awkward in front of him, in fact, I feel like he embraces my weirdness.</div>
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That's a first for me... </div>
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The wall that I built around myself apparently had a secret door that he found and slipped right into. I've never felt this way before.</div>
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He's sooo amazing... strong but kind and gentle, he makes me laugh and smile, he's genuine, smart, charming, handsome and I trust him. </div>
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That's insane considering I've known him for such a short time but I don't even care. It feels so right. He's everything I could have hoped for and more. </div>
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I'm so lucky to have him in my life, it amazes me how much he gets and understands me... I'm so ridiculously happy to be with him. </div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-62169871111140810132012-08-06T06:19:00.001-07:002012-11-08T09:10:19.532-08:00Working<div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;">
So I started a new job, I didn't mention until now because I didn't want to jinx it but now that it's slightly more secure and I've been doing it for about a month now I feel i can talk about it, the one downside to this job is that it's only for the summer, I'm really hoping it leads to something full time because I really enjoy working with this company. </div>
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Now you may be wondering l</div>
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"what do you do at your new job?" </div>
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Well I am responsible for coordinating activities for international students that are visiting NY to learn english also for acting as a representative for my company.</div>
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I have loved meeting people from different cultures and backgrounds, it's really enriching, I've already made a few friends with some of my groups, everyone is really great and receptive to learning new things.</div>
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I also get to run around the city and so far I've been to top of the rock 4 times and to the statue of liberty. It's pretty awesome. </div>
Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-41760111066608774872012-07-15T09:29:00.001-07:002012-07-15T09:29:16.530-07:00Every time you fall it's only making your chin strongI've dropped the blogging ball, I have been pretty inactive on here the last few months and that makes me kinda sad. The reason I started this blog was because I wanted to look back at some point in time see how I've grown and changed as a person. <br />
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This year seems to have become a major turning point for me in my life so I feel like I should be writing more then ever, some of the people that I thought would remain in my life have taken a swift exit and others have remained loyally at my side. <br />
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I have made some really pivotal life decisions and I can honestly say I feel like this is the happiest and most serene time of my life. Things are falling into place seamlessly and it renews a hope in me that was diminishing by the day. <br />
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I believe part of that has to do with changing my mode of think and the way I've been approaching life. <br />
I'm a lot less negative then before. <br />
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I'm going to follow this post with more updates about the things I have yet to post about. As for now, later!Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-74539610817718507382012-05-07T02:33:00.001-07:002012-05-07T11:29:26.031-07:00How could this been done by such a smiling sweetheart.<div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I'm awake and I can't sleep... </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I keep thinking about things that I am putting off... </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I hate it when I get in my head like this, </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">It's like a ball of worry and stress climbs into my chest and refused to move. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">The crazy part is that its things that shouldn't stress me out, for instance the fact that I have 2 half written books sitting on my hard drive.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I'm thinking of adopting a "Don't break the chain policy". </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Basically it's forcing yourself to work on something every single day for a allotted period of time. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">One of my biggest flaws happens to be my follow through, it sucks and I'm completely aware of it, yet I do nothing to counter it.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">That aside another thing has been chewing at my mind, maybe that a wrong choice of words, not so much chewing but every once in a while it circles back to the forefront. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">and the story goes like this...</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">About a year ago I met a guy... </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Obnoxious, smart, self-righteous, witty, condescending but strangely charming.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">He bugged me but I enjoyed his company and we became friends but as these things go I ended up liking him as more then a friend. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I got the impression that maybe he felt in a similar fashion. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">After a few drinks one night </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">(Note: Friends please take my phone away from me when we go drinking, Thanks)</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I texted him, This led to an admission of my feelings, to which he replied with a </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">"No sweat, just another emotionally unavailable man, a classic trap.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I was taken aback. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">A person that I had come to consider a friend showed such a flagrant disregard for my feelings. I mean "No sweat", that is something you tell your friend after they say thanks for cooking them dinner or lending them a book. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Well, my my, don't you just hold yourself in high regards.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">That was the wake up call that I needed.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I knew at that point that this person was not only not my friend but someone that was severely emotionally stunted. Honestly, he could have handled things in a way that retained our friendship.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Here are some examples:</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">"I'm sorry, I don't see you in that way but I really like you as a person and I would like to remain friends with you."</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">"I don't feel that way about you, sorry"</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">"Look, we're good friends and I don't want to ruin our friendship"</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Had he said, any variation of these phrases, I would have been more then happy to keep the friendship.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I would have accepted the fact that he wasn't into me and the issue would be buried.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Instead, his response inspired a feeling of hurt as well as the discontinuation of our friendship.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">I never answered his text and a few weeks later I received a message from him stating this..</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">"I understand you're doing what you have to do, but I'll be here when you're ready." </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Wow, really. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">What exactly is it that you are understanding?</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Is it that my intense and overwhelming feelings for you is something that I must overcome in order to retain our friendship. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Is that a joke?</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Do you really think that I sitting at home in ruin because you dejected me?</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Wrong, my world existed before you and will remain to do so after you. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">If anything, this last message was just plain disrespectful, Did you even know me at all?</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">You made it clear you had no respect for my feelings so to give you a timeline on when I'll be "ready".</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">The answer is never, I don't hate myself enough for that. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">lol </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">"Doing what you have to do." </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">You're lucky I pulled myself out of the pile of soiled sheets and tear crusted tissues </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">long enough to write this post. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Get over yourself, that is, if you can stop looking in the mirror for a few minutes.</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;">Now that has been said I can truly move past it. </div><div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">So I have been obsessed with a few songs and I thought I would share them here</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My April/ May playlist...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">1. The story ----Brandi Carlile</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">2. Give your heart a break---- Demi Lovato</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">3. Naive----The Kooks</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">4. So Good---- Say Anything</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">5. Heartbeat---- Childish Gambino</div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;">6.Everybody talk----Neon Trees</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">*Side Note* Check them out when you get a chance awesome songs. </div>Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-84590434323820118892012-04-29T23:50:00.001-07:002012-04-29T23:50:54.931-07:00An examined life....Here it is almost May and I have yet to post...<br />
April has been a great month for me, so many epic moments. <br />
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Here is a list<br />
1. Met/ touched Max Bemis<br />
2. Say anything concert<br />
3. Some really amazing hang out sessions<br />
4. Neon trees concert<br />
5. Foodsploring <br />
6. I won a sketch book and metal sharpie from blick (thanks Mira)<br />
7. Decided I wanted to start taking art classes. <br />
8. Got my first interview under my belt. <br />
9. Discovered something about what I want out of life. <br />
10. Learned to play darts<br />
11. I've been really inspired artistically<br />
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This is just a small list, I'm sure I'm leaving things out. Oh, like trying creme brûlée for the first time. <br />
I feel like this year so far has been leading me to a point in my life where I'm discovering what I want.<br />
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It's funny I was making pasta from scratch the other night and my mother walked into the kitchen, looked around then at me and said "Do you have to have your hand in everything?" the answer was out of my mouth before I really thought about it. "Yes" <br />
A few days later after thinking about what my response I realized how true my answer really was. <br />
I brought it up again with my mother, we were in the car and a song she dedicated to me on my sweet sixteen came on the radio, I hope you dance, it's all about living your life to the fullest. I didn't realize that's what I was doing. She said "It's like you have to have every bite of the pie" she's right. I want to do everything, try everything, learn everything. I don't want to miss out on a single life experience.<br />
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The unexamined life is not worth living. - Socrates <br />
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I plan on living the rest of my life to its fullest, you only live once, right.<br />
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*side note* I'm including some pics!<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAqfNVhrlkpsQ0SB4ZQxRbU0KxEPYP9WcLXaC9pLU-L245hDsnZr4uIo9w55UPiAynOBr_0zAgSJxc9aEdRX2mSVwMf6kIgG-AnWENkpLS_o9jMESJwDsTnwpLMGG_PsmgKU1bZeNKrQQ/s640/blogger-image-1895471882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAqfNVhrlkpsQ0SB4ZQxRbU0KxEPYP9WcLXaC9pLU-L245hDsnZr4uIo9w55UPiAynOBr_0zAgSJxc9aEdRX2mSVwMf6kIgG-AnWENkpLS_o9jMESJwDsTnwpLMGG_PsmgKU1bZeNKrQQ/s640/blogger-image-1895471882.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6wyqa4EjdJ2PDdgTHpIv6_kq6uWlIVQOR-5kJR2magaFcQ5Qg9mjLtLThk9zoQMmqXwzaIBqWxnjbtPpfy56Fsca06CZLznfmh2puJuiwqR5jhA1LfGotK0ZdxLrx_ulojgFDtBn08Y/s640/blogger-image--910690408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6wyqa4EjdJ2PDdgTHpIv6_kq6uWlIVQOR-5kJR2magaFcQ5Qg9mjLtLThk9zoQMmqXwzaIBqWxnjbtPpfy56Fsca06CZLznfmh2puJuiwqR5jhA1LfGotK0ZdxLrx_ulojgFDtBn08Y/s640/blogger-image--910690408.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAMuT1Uii1C7_gwxIzOxzSNaaFjyHSUpGCF7agDABEjdKp-17XgkMePaNikOC9ItJY9B1pNcC_Jprm0JyCv4f5zbkj5yPYNMoyqSHUeHAGlMLxjTymqgminn3gE52HFLpJTmwgpy0zUtg/s640/blogger-image--1149563796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAMuT1Uii1C7_gwxIzOxzSNaaFjyHSUpGCF7agDABEjdKp-17XgkMePaNikOC9ItJY9B1pNcC_Jprm0JyCv4f5zbkj5yPYNMoyqSHUeHAGlMLxjTymqgminn3gE52HFLpJTmwgpy0zUtg/s640/blogger-image--1149563796.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQUEkc8bs5sCS1Sf9xtC1C2-R3CO5gxmy3HZuLN86c5YR2Bzdm_vZOiIySIYH2tkIKuyPPMpdWbbnHig1j8IVSdsNZmUg_A3VgnKLBl7bAP_2HwypUpmKAurFA8odFb-oZwi2FZuRZn0/s640/blogger-image-1959297547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQUEkc8bs5sCS1Sf9xtC1C2-R3CO5gxmy3HZuLN86c5YR2Bzdm_vZOiIySIYH2tkIKuyPPMpdWbbnHig1j8IVSdsNZmUg_A3VgnKLBl7bAP_2HwypUpmKAurFA8odFb-oZwi2FZuRZn0/s640/blogger-image-1959297547.jpg" /></a></div>Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-62253711146623338332012-03-23T00:38:00.001-07:002012-03-23T00:38:54.512-07:00Parking AnxietyI'm going crazy in my head right now over the dumbest thing ever.... <br />
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Someone didn't leave enough space so my car would fit on the street where I usually park. 3 cars can fit there without a problem but this person took up 2 of the spaces. <br />
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My car is old and it starts best when it is facing downward instead of upward. So now I'm concerned my car won't start in the morning when I have to head to work, if this person would have just Parked a few feet closer to the car in front of them I would have had space to park my car. Instead I was forced to park my car facing upward. <br />
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I wanted so badly to leave a note just saying "hey if you could just leave a little more room in the future I would appreciate it" but I'm scared that I'll come off as a jerk and then they will do it on purpose next time. Is it rude for me to leave a note at all? Ugh I'm stressing over it so badly.... I don't know what to do.....Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-39248109738003141632012-03-08T23:22:00.007-08:002012-03-09T00:31:30.374-08:00Broken in our own ways....<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">I've been at odds with myself recently about some of the people that I consider my friends...<br />I realized that I always seemed to be pushing the friendship along,<br />I would call them and I would go visit them, etc.<br />But they never sought me out.<br />So I stopped.<br /><br />And I haven't heard from them...<br />So what does that say?<br />Does that mean that they don't care?<br />Have we perhaps grown apart?<br />Because that's how it feels.<br /><br />It hurts when I see status updates or tweets about places that are<br /> literally down the block from me and I never get a call saying<br />"hey, I'm close to your house are you home? Let's hang."<br /><br />I get that you have your own lives, and I don't expect a call everyday or even every week<br />but I don't know when something good happens to me or something gets me upset,<br />I want to call the people close to me and tell them all about it because I know they care.<br />For a while there it felt like I had no one to turn to..<br /><br />Part of me can't even blame them, I'm not the best at calling people either, but that doesn't mean that I'm not watching and listening.<br /><br />Its a sad day when I have to go to your blog and find out whats going on with your life.<br />or<br />when I ask you to lunch and you bring other people that I don't know and have no common ground with.<br /><br />When did we stop telling each other, everything?<br />I was debating on writing this post,<br />but you know what,<br />this is my place to write down everything I'm feeling.<br />I'm not going to censor myself because you may or may not read this.<br />Fuck that.<br /><br />This is not meant as a personal attack either... this is me saying<br />"I'm hurt and no one noticed"<br /><br />I have always been there when anyone needed me,<br />you only had to utter the words.<br /><br />Friend:<span style="cursor: default;" id="hotword" name="hotword"> A</span> <span style="cursor: default;" id="hotword" name="hotword">person</span> <span style="cursor: default;" id="hotword" name="hotword">attached</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">to</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">another</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">by</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">feelings</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">of</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">affection</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">or</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">personal</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword">regard.</span> <div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="dndata"><span id="hotword"> </span></div><br />That definition of Friend pales in comparison to mine.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">Friend: A person that loves you for no other reason then just being you, You can call them at 2am and they will listen to whatever you have to say. They don't judge you from doing dumb things or for being strange instead they blind you with unfiltered acceptance. You can trust them with all your secrets and they care about you when you don't even care about yourself.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">*Side Note* I still love you... Despite this.</span><br /></div>Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-19423339578995876152012-02-27T09:43:00.006-08:002012-02-27T10:04:45.109-08:00Everythings on fire...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaK65ZIqP6Jr6Pw33XeNLqIc64t6fq1EA7dieiD1onF6LYN4rg_DToKzPHNQr_8NSQJYNy2t0_FAKHxpsOMkRK204y4FU8hHzD-1FIIicjbbFTRiPH88fgKDZ8iO7n2_-Qg5UzhS_PXg/s1600/HG.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaK65ZIqP6Jr6Pw33XeNLqIc64t6fq1EA7dieiD1onF6LYN4rg_DToKzPHNQr_8NSQJYNy2t0_FAKHxpsOMkRK204y4FU8hHzD-1FIIicjbbFTRiPH88fgKDZ8iO7n2_-Qg5UzhS_PXg/s320/HG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713877884937680082" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So I started reading The Hunger Game Series, and now it is my current obsession,<br />I started the next book last night, eeep.<br />And sometime in March, China glaze<br />(My favorite nail polish)<br />is going to be releasing a Hunger games line,<br />I already have my eye's set on 3 of the colors.<br />^_^<br />Anyway...<br />A few days ago I was watching MTV and A video came on and I instantly fell in love with it.<br />It's a Taylor Swift and The Civil wars song,<br />but it sounds more like it would be an Eisley song.<br />So as it turns out it was actually a song for the Hunger Games Soundtrack.<br />I think the song has a romantic feel to it and its hauntingly beautiful and sweet.<br />So without any further ado....<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RzhAS_GnJIc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe></div>Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-50979441524131928632012-02-21T23:04:00.000-08:002012-02-21T23:30:37.819-08:00A moment of blinding insight<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">I was thinking today about the first time I realized that I was a pretty good writer<br />I was in High School and we had to write an short story,<br />I can't remember what class it was for but the story was about a Native American boy hunting.<br />I had worked so hard on it and I was really proud of it.<br />I had made numerous drafts and even typed it up.<br /><br />A few days later we all got our papers back but I didn't get mine back<br />So I approached my teacher after class and asked him why I didn't get mine<br />He said "Oh, I wanted to talk to you about this."<br />Now here I was thinking oh he's going to tell me how good it is.<br />I never expected what he said next.<br /><br />"Where did you get this from?"<br />"Huh, I wrote it..."<br />"Now you're not in trouble, I just want to know where you got it from"<br />(isn't that just what every adult tells you right before you get into trouble?)<br /><br />I was flabbergasted, not only was I being accused of some form of cheating but I was also getting into trouble for doing too good of a job on an assignment.<br />"I wrote it, I have the drafts at home"<br />"Well tomorrow bring them in so I can take a look at them"<br />I think at this point I mumbled something along the lines of "Okay" or "Yeah"<br /><br />I held my paper in my hand and I felt dejected and let down.<br />I was so shocked, angry and frustrated that I nearly started crying.<br />Thank god I had made drafts, It wasn't a habit of mine to draft my projects, I usually just typed them up and edited them along the way.<br />The next day I showed the drafts to the teacher<br />and he looked at them and gave me my grade in kind of a dismissive way.<br /><br />What was the point of accusing me and then barely glancing over my drafts.<br />I wasn't until much later that I realized this was sort of back handed complement.<br /><br />My work was good enough for the teacher to think I forged it.<br />So that's where it all began,<br />I think I always had a passion for writing but the actions of that teacher confirmed it.<br />So i'm not sure if that teacher did a bad thing or a good thing.<br /> I might never figure that out...<br /></div>Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-72036393375174902262012-02-15T13:36:00.000-08:002012-02-15T18:56:01.017-08:00Woken from the dream by my own name...<div style="text-align: center;">"We were both broken in our own ways<br />Sifting through the rubble for the wrong things"<br /><br />So another Valentines Day has passed and here I am, single, but surprisingly happy.<br />I have gotten to a point where I know what I want and I wont settle for less,<br />If that means I have to stay single, I'm okay with that.<br />I have been listening to Death Cab for Cutie's "Underneath the Sycamore" on repeat for the last two days. It is amazing...<br />The lyrics above as well as the post title are from this very song.<br />This song just has a subtle message about overcoming things and<br />recognizing the fact that you may not be heading in the right direction<br />but you keep on going until you can find the right path<br />Maybe alone or with the help of someone else.<br />Truly moving...<br />Here is some Ear Candy:<br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tNmzXCGFHYI" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe><br />*Side Note* Happy Valentines Day!!<br /><br /></div>Fairyflames4http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944noreply@blogger.com0